Don't get mad, yourself. And don't wake up to a new day with me on your mind. LOL.
Oh, I'm certainly not mad. I view dealing with you akin to when I sit my 6 year old down to explain to him why not all adults are good people. He doesn't quite grasp all the concepts at first, but eventually, after repeating myself enough, you can see he begins to get where I'm coming from. He's a good lad, but still, only six.
In other words, as you come here to work out, I come here to slow down a bit. There's just not enough weight to have to lift, ya know?

But as for waking up with you on my mind, you're confusing my sexuality with your own, I think. I have a lovely wife with fake boobs. I don't think of much else when I wake!
